Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1887-08-29
MILLIONS OF THEM.

The Little Bluefish Numerous All
Along the Shores of Long island
sound - Much sport for Summer
Boarders and others OFF Days In
Ffshing-What a Party of Twenty
Four Did ON the Mighty Deep-A Sim
gular state of Things Among the
Thin bles.
Big catches of bluefish are made off Mil
ford nearly every day. The fish are plenti-
full all along the coast this season, but Mil
ford bluefshing appears the most inviting of
any. The fish are numerous off Milford and
of better size than those usually caught at
Savin Rock. Catches of from one hundred
to one hundred and fifty were not infrequent-
ly made last week at Savin Rock by individ-
uals. The fish caught were rather small, but
well worth cooking. Fishing is always
mighty ''onsartain." People have splendid
luck one day. They come home and their
glowing reports excite their friends who,
catching the fever, repair to the same spot
where the fish bit SO abundantly. They take
plenty of bait along, and full line of
'fbait," lobster, kettles, sinners, swordhsh,
etc. They hire boys to bring them pals full
of live kellies. They take infinite pains to
keep the aforesaid kellies alive and kick
ing. They provide an abundance of lun-
cheon. They arrive at Kelsey's wharf or
some other wharf or pier. They run the
gauntlet of poles and pick one or two fish
hooks out of their thighs where they lodged
as some unknown lady yanked her pole out
of the watar, regardless of neighbors, think
\ ing she had had bite. They fall to work
| fishing theoretically. The sky is lovely. It
4 is fecked here and there by feecy cloud.
The ethereal blue smiles upon them. The
waters reflect back the ethereal blue.
They wait patiently for bite. Not rip
pie stirs the water, except perchance some
bather strikes out to ask them what luck. .
or some hoodlum boys appear in tub of q
boat and throw rotten apples overheard with
| an attendant splash just as your bob goes
| under. You jerk up the line. Nary fish.
| You and your party fish all day and return
| home with one fish apiece. You doubt the
equities of existence, and almost VOW that
your exulting friends the day before bought
| their fish and beguiled you into the wild
\ belief they caught them. Such is life.
The party of twenty-four New HaveneIs
went forth ON the staunch little steamer liver
mia last Thursday to fish off Faulkner'f
Island, where other fishing parties lately
have had such splendid luck in catching
sea bass and black fish. ALI day they toiled
and caught almost nothing. They returned
home, these twenty-four stalwart men, bear
| ing four fish-all that they had caught. The
1 wind blew too hard, and the water was too
rough for fishing.
Mr.. Frank Smith of this city, who for
years past has dwelt during the summer and
part of the fall months at his cottage on his
pleasant little island, one of the Thimbles,
| said to friends Saturday that he had not
found the fishing at the Thimble Islands SO
poor in years as it has been for the last two
or three months. Almost invariably he has
found the fishing good at his islands, and so
have the other islanders. This season they
H.. has ~,
abundance of fish to sell or give away, but
this season the fishing has been SO poor
among the islands that he has actually had
to buy fish for his own table.